Review: Perfect Housewife – Is This Post Modern Feminism At Its Worst
In non-ratings period I get the opportunity to fully explore the gamut of reality shows on our screens.
In this latest Christmas break my remote has stopped on Discovery Health, which by the way their definition of health is way different to mine, as there is nothing health related on the channel.
After a quick glance and Kate plus 8, and the Duggars and their 50 million kids I stumbled across this gem (yes that was ironic) called Perfect Housewife. This UK show is about two “bad” housewives competing to become the best housewife. After shocking the in-laws at Christmas that I don’t iron my partners shirts I thought maybe I should watch this show.
The host Anthea Turner helps to turn the hopeless housewives into domestic goddesses. She seems to think that you role is to be the perfect wife, mother, and lover is your role in life. She also likes to dust phallic like objects, probably to practice her night time obligations.
The prize is a tiara that looks like it came from the local two dollar shop. Don’t they realise that most housewives would prefer to win a bottle of gin or french champagne at the end of a long day dusting.
This is one reality show I won’t be applying to be on.
But if you are curious to know what does make the Perfect Housewife watch this video.